Guest Blog filed by: tIoGT Department of Linguistics, Syntax, and Semantics, Prof. (Emeritus) Pam McMahon D.Sc.PT
The below passage is an unedited transcript that appears in my new forthcoming book “Seduction!–An Illustrated History Of The Pick Up Line” Published by tIoGT University Press - $14.99
......My weary head was racing from the lights, sounds and temptations I’d left behind on the casino. I pulled up a seat and steadied myself. It was the type of deserted, dingy cocktail lounge that only existed in Las Vegas at 2:30am. I was alone except for the usual small sprinkling of drifters and chancers.
It was then I noticed him two tables down. A finely dressed southern gent with the genuine look, demeanor and slow drawl so common in the classic 1950’s films of an era long since past.
He beckoned the waitress towards him with kindly casual wave and said, “Missy, y'all sure are a lurvly, lurvly lady... can ah persuade y'all to give me some ass?"
Although the young girl was taken aback, she managed to gasp, "Lord, you good old boys certainly don’t waste any time! That must be the most direct proposition I've ever had!". It was to therefore with to my surprise that after looking around the room, she grinned and said, "Sure, why not? I like confidence in my men, and it’ll be dead slow for a while here anyway. Why don't we just slip away up to you room?"
When the couple returned around 20 minutes later, the southern gent sat down at the same table and the waitress asked, "Can I get you anything else, sir?"
"Why yes," replied the southern gentleman. "Ah sure do 'preciate what y'all just did for me; it was real gracious and right neighbourly, but y’see where ah a come from in Al'bama, we lack our bourbon real cold, so ah still need to trouble y'all for some ass for mah drink."
